Situ Dai frowned slightly, tugged at his sleeve, and asked,

"Have you not arrived at the Taiji Temple yet?"

No matter how slow the carriage was, it wouldn't have arrived yet.

Si Quan opened and closed his eyes, holding her palm with his backhand, curled his lips and said,

"Come on, sister, wait a minute."

Wait a minute, and you'll see the golden house I built for you.

Thinking of this, Si Quan became excited, and even the end of his eyes were red.

The smile on the corner of his lips made Si Tu feel a little scared.

Dude, why are you smiling so perverted?

Warning, warning, the villain's blackening value has reached 70%

Situ: ? ? ?

She just sat in the carriage and did nothing!

Heck blackening value.

Facing the villain who has been blackened, Situ is still a little hairy.

"Xiao, Xiaoliu, what's wrong with you?"

How to say blackening is blackening, please respect your villain's professionalism, okay?

Si Quan held her palm tightly, and his fingertips seemed to brush her red lips intentionally or unintentionally.

His expression was dignified and gentle, but the paranoid and possessive hidden in his eyes gradually revealed.

What about the siblings, the elder sister belongs to him alone.

Even if it is a lock in this life, he will lock her by his side!

"Does what sister said before counts?"

Si Tu had a puzzled face, she had talked a lot before, what did Si Quan say?

His rough fingers brushed against her delicate cheek, with a slight tingling sensation that made her body tremble slightly.

Even the apex of the heart trembled.

always feel like something is wrong with this guy.

"It counts."

Regardless of what she said before, the sixth sense still told Situ to agree to this matter.

Otherwise, the blackening value of the person in front of him may be higher.

Drop, the villain's blackening value has dropped by 5 points, please keep up the good work from the host.

This blackening value fluctuates outrageously!

Where is she going to keep going?

Hearing her answer, Si Quan's wrinkled brows stretched out, and his thin lips rose slightly.

With a tone like coaxing a child, gently judging,

"I know that my sister is the best."

If only she could keep being good like this

Thinking of this, Si Quan's black eyes darkened, and he said something inadvertently,

"Sister, I want to eat the lotus cake made by Chunhe."

Lotus cake?

The little villain's thinking is jumping a bit fast, she can't keep up.

But Chunhe had already left the palace and went to the outskirts. Where could she find someone for him?

Fortunately, she made the plate of lotus cake by herself, so she can handle it now.

"Chunhe caught the wind and cold, and the imperial doctor said that he needs to rest, or I will make lotus cakes."

Siquan nodded clearly, and suddenly realized,

"No wonder she hasn't been seen around her lately, but when did she learn to make lotus cakes?"

He remembered clearly when he ran to ask Si Tu if she made this plate of lotus cake.

She refused without even thinking about it, the reason being that how could she condescend to cook, the dignified Princess Daqing.

But it was clearly he who saw my sister making lotus cakes in the small kitchen, and accidentally splashed her hand with the oil.

Situ Dai raised her eyebrows, why did she feel inexplicably turning over an old account?

"I saw Chunhe do it a few times before, and then I followed it."

"Then my sister is really talented in cooking."

Lotus cakes are inherently difficult to make. Sister can learn it after watching it a few times. What is her talent?

Si Tu snorted haha, can she say that she is genetic?

It seems impossible, after all, this plane is ancient, not modern

What else is there to say about genetic inheritance?

The system cocked Erlang's legs in the space, grasping the perspective of God, it has long seen the golden palace standing not far in front.

Tsk tsk, Jinwu Zangjiao.

Or the little villains will play.

creak-

The carriage stopped, and Situ was about to get up and get off, but was blocked by the red hijab.

? ? ?

It stands to reason that she needs to cover up when she returns to the palace?

What the hell is Siquan doing?

"Little Six You"

Before she could finish speaking, she was hugged by Si Quan.

Those arms are strong and strong, and they are no longer the thin child they used to be.

"I want to give my sister a gift, I believe she will like it."

The furnishings in the Palace of the Long Princess are basically the same as those in the Palace of Anle, but every place is supervised by Siquan himself.

Even the material of the dresser and the brocade pattern on the soft collapse were all handled by Si Quan.

They are all arranged according to Situ's preferences.

Since childhood, Si Quan has given her a lot of gifts.

Every time he went out to do errands, he would always bring her local specialties or something.

But it was the first time that it was so grand.

Situ couldn't help but look forward to it.

It would be even better if some jewelry could be sold enough for her to have fun out of the palace.

The journey wasn't long, but Si Tu leaned against his broad chest and blushed a little when he heard his strong heartbeat.

Stepping into the hall, Si Quan put the person down safely, and the whole person's temperament instantly became gloomy.

The hall was empty, only the two of them.

Si Quan loves this kind of time alone with her, like getting the sweetest cake in the world.

And he just wanted to swallow this cake into his stomach!

Fingertips brushed the golden silk tassels on her head, and Si Quan lowered her head, admiring her beauty in her wedding dress.

When he thought that his sister's wedding dress was for him, Si Quan became excited, and the end of his eyes were red.

"Are you there? Can you take off this unsightly hijab?"

If it weren't for the scruples that it was the first time he gave himself a present so solemnly, Si Tu would have lifted his hijab long ago.

Break things, and block her sight!

"I'll lift it up for my sister."

Isn't it all the husband's job to lift the hijab?

Si Quan held his breath, and lifted the hijab little by little with reverent and gentle movements, as if performing some kind of ritual.

The hijab is taken off, and the eyes are facing each other——

Si Quan breathed for a while, raised his arm, and his fingertips lingered on the corner of her lips.

"Elder sister, she is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

And the only bride in his life

Hiss, why do I feel that the little villain's eyes are not quite right?

It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive. Anyway, Si Tu became more and more uncomfortable the more he looked at her.

Although the system heard the voice of its host, it kept pretending to be dead and pretended not to hear it.

Si Tu called the system a few more times, but she still didn't respond.

Is this thing going to go offline?

System: I am not a thing!

Ok?This is a bit strange to say.

Si Tu was almost blinded by the tenderness in his eyes.

He pinched his thighs and woke up instantly.

This guy is really tempting.

System: Nonsense!If the villain doesn't hook people, can it still be called a villain?

That is to say, the host of his own body is in the midst of blessings and does not know the blessings.